Well, after all my uplifting posts, I have to report that this run sucked BIG TIME. One reason may have been that as I was at my granddaughter‘s sports day in the baking sun, I was unable to keep my fluid level up.
Anyway, I think that I only experienced about a maximum of ten to fifteen minutes of good running, compared with the rest where my lungs felt on fire, plus wanting to burst. Legs were a little heavy, but bearable. Jo just wasn’t quick enough telling me that it was all over. Maybe payback for my disobedience on Wednesday. My running buddy kept dancing along to her music (she’s nearly seventy-one, damn her!), which made me feel even more pathetic and inadequate.
I only covered 3.25km, but did shave 13 seconds off my previous pace. This was despite going really slowly at times, when I was badly struggling.
Strangely enough, on the cool down walk back to my house, I strode along at a cracking pace, as if I hadn’t just struggled for twenty-eight minutes. Where’s the logic in that?
On Monday, I start week 9. I intend to rest well and drink plenty of water over the weekend, to maximise my potential. I will not be put off by today’s run, as I know everybody has stinky runs.
Anyway, at least my four year old granddaughter had a successful day, coming first in the 100m race, and third in the 100m hurdles. So here is a photo of her. 😍